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Beyoncé | Los Angeles, California
"Man, I told you watch that bitch word, Amber. I'm bout five seconds from calling my sisters to come and handle you. Do you not understand the words that we done? I cut you off so I can focus on my daughter and you too controlling to be apart of that. Call me again and I'm sending my sisters so I don't go to jail for putting my hands on you" I heard Solina's irritated voice grit out as I felt her hand rubbing on me, bringing me out of my sleep.
Amber? I wonder who that was. Well from that short listen, it seems like she was an ex girlfriend and apparently she's pissing Lina off beyond measures.
I pushed my face further into her chest, letting her know I was awake. "Why do you sound so angry so early?" I asked her. She chuckled, "people like to piss me off early in the morning" she told me. I looked up to see her already looking down at me. "You okay?" I asked her, stretching and yawning in my hand. "Yeah, ex girlfriend not getting the hint" she told me.
"Is this the one that pissed you off back at the restaurant?" I asked her. "Damn, I looked that mad that you noticed?" She asked me and I nodded. "Yeah, she just kept being possessive and all that. She didn't believe I had a daughter but then some of her nosey ass friends have been seeing me and telling her. Ugly ass guard dogs—" she said and I barked out a laugh.
I got out of the bed and shivered at the coldness that hit me. I walked towards the bathroom, "they were watching you?" I asked her. "Hell yeah, I know they saw me with you the first time we met and they snitched to her. She called me questioning me about why I was with Beyoncé" she said the last part in a high pitched voice.
After I had used the bathroom, I opened the door so I could keep talking to her while I washed my face.
"What'd you tell her?" I asked her as I wet my wash cloth. She walked into the bathroom with me and grabbed her spray bottle to wet her hair. "I told her mind her damn business" she said and my jaw dropped before chuckling softly. I watched her through the mirror as she ran some leave in conditioner through her hair before combing it. She then grabbed a smaller brush and brushed her hair line down.
She let her hair hang and stood behind me—her front literally fleshed against my back as she started to wash her face. "Can I dry your hair?" I asked her. She shrugged, "go ahead. I usually let it air dry but since you're offering," she said and I chuckled.
After that, we moved back into the bedroom and I sat on the edge of the bed where she handed me the diffuser piece for the blow dryer. She sat in between my thighs on the floor as she turned on her game. I began the process of putting her hair in parts when she spoke up.
"Shit, of course these niggas on" she said more to herself. I heard her phone ring on the other side of the bed. "Can you get that for me Houston?" She asked, her eyes fully transfixed on the game. I reached over and grabbed it to see Blue FaceTiming her. I answered it and propped it against Lina's neck as Blue's face popped up on the screen.
